Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

After Leng Qingyi had explained most of the things, he thought about it and couldn't remember anything else.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Su Duanyan, the Left Vice Minister of Rites, quickly stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, I have a memorial to report."

"explain."

"Your Majesty's palace examination is imminent. I have brought the required examination papers here today. Please review them."

Leng Qingyi slapped his forehead lightly, feeling annoyed that he had actually forgotten about this matter.

This is no small matter. There are many vacancies in the court now.

Although it can still maintain normal operations, Ji Wuqi will have to send his ministers to take up the post after he finishes clearing out Beidong.

Although Beidong is not as vast as Dongxia, it is still one of the four major countries.

The number of court officials needed is not small, and one-fifth of the seats in the court will have to be vacant.

Without fresh blood to replenish these old ministers, they would probably be killed by her.

"Bring it here for me to see."

Nie Yueming took the test paper presented by the Left Vice Minister of Rites and respectfully placed it in front of Leng Qing with both hands.

Leng Qingyi picked up the test paper and found that there were three sets.

I took a quick look and lost interest.

Although she has lived a long life and seen a lot, she really has no interest in this kind of thing.

She picked out a test paper that she thought could best test a person's character and ability and handed it to Nie Yueming.

"When is the palace examination?"

"Reply to the Emperor, half a month later."

This time was calculated by the Ministry of Rites. They calculated that the emperor would return to Beijing ten days later.

Therefore, the palace examination will be held half a month later, and the emperor will be in the capital at that time.

"Okay, erase the last question on that test paper. I will then present a question to the students in the Golden Palace."

"Yes, I obey your order."

After the morning court session, Leng Qingyi returned to the Yangxin Palace to have lunch with Zhongli Yuan.

He took Leng Si to the Ministry of Justice prison.

When the two arrived, the Minister of Justice was already waiting outside the gate of the Ministry of Justice.

Seeing the emperor coming along, he hurried forward and saluted.

"Your Majesty, I will handle this matter for you. Why bother coming here in person?"

"That's fine. I've been away from the capital for a few months, so I should go visit the various departments and see how you're doing while I'm away."

The Minister of Justice's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and smiled as he led Leng Qingyi into the Ministry of Justice.

"Your Majesty, are you visiting the Ministry of Justice or the prison?"

"I'll go to the prison first."

"Your Majesty, please come this way."

As Leng Qing entered the Ministry of Justice prison, he was hit by a foul odor.

"Your Majesty, the prison is crowded and the smell might be a bit strong. Please bear with it."

"It doesn't matter."

Leng Qing walked in without changing his expression, and the Minister of Justice breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind him.

Although these people were very dedicated in handling their official duties, they still felt a little anxious.

If he were to neglect anything and the emperor pointed it out, he would suffer a lot.

The emperor was already so arrogant before he won the battle.

Now that the throne is secure, the emperor will be even more intolerant than before.

As ministers, they must be careful in what they say and do, and do their official duties meticulously in order to avoid being noticed by the emperor.

You have to know that the emperor has dealt with many important officials in the past year.

He, a Minister of Justice, is simply not worth mentioning compared to the Prince of Qi, the Prince of Xin and the Duke of Zhenguo.

Leng Qing had no idea what the Minister of Justice was thinking.

Following the Minister of Justice, he walked into the prison.

Just a few steps in, I heard a burst of noisy sounds.

I walked a little further and saw where the noisy sound came from.

The cells were packed with people, with at least 10 to 20 people in one cell.

When people are crowded together and don't know each other, friction and quarrels are inevitable.

When the jailer in the prison saw the Shangshu coming, he immediately waved the whip in his hand to shut up the people in the prison.

The whip was not waved for fun, it actually hit the person in the prison.

In an instant, the people outside the prison were beaten to pieces.

The pain made them scream.

But then came another whip.

"Shut up, or you'll be in danger of your life if you make another noise."

The jailer whispered warnings in the men's ears.

Then he walked up to the Minister of Justice with a nod and a bow.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a man wearing a dragon robe and looking very noble, and I immediately realized who he was.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground.

"I pay my respects to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

"Greetings, Lord Shangshu."

Leng Qing didn't even glance at the jailer.

After being called out, he wandered around several times outside the prisons where people of questionable identities were being held.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, constantly observing the people in the prison.

For a moment, his eyes were fixed on a man who was sitting alone in a corner, although he was in prison, but still looked proud.

"Leng Si, bring him out for trial."

Leng Si looked in the direction Leng Qingyi pointed, and the jailer hurried forward to open the cell door.

The people in the prison all moved aside to make room for Leng Si.

The man didn't seem to expect that he would be the first person to be brought to trial.

His expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"Your Majesty, the smell here is terrible. Would you like me to wait outside?"

"No need, bring me a chair."

Without the Minister of Justice's orders, the jailer brought in the best armchair in the prison.

Leng Qing sat in the middle of the cells on both sides with his horse and sword in his hand.

"Leng Si, I believe you have learned how to interrogate Leng San. Today, let me see the results of your learning."

The corners of Leng Si's mouth twitched twice under his black mask.

Then, like an emotionless robot, he used all the skills he learned from Leng San.

In front of several other prisoners, he used all kinds of horrific tortures.

Even if you were far away and couldn't witness the tragic scene with your own eyes, you could still imagine what kind of torture the man was going through by his screams.

Leng Si's move not only shocked all the detainees, but also shocked the Minister of Justice and a group of jailers.

Leng Si’s cruelty made them think in their hearts that the emperor is the emperor!

The Minister of Justice suddenly understood why those deadpools could reveal some information when they fell into the hands of the emperor.

No one can bear this kind of cruel punishment.

The tortured man was now dying and tied with a rope.

This is also what Leng Si learned from Leng San.

The first step will destroy your chrysanthemum, the next step will tear your life.

All the men present except Leng Qingyi and Leng Si felt their crotches tighten.

The Minister of Justice couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he squeezed his legs together and started asking questions.

"Your Majesty, we only tortured them, but didn't seem to ask any questions."

The Minister of Justice couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

Although he knew that the emperor was killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.

But I always feel that I am also the monkey being frightened, and I just want this cruel scene to end quickly.

"Oh, right, Leng Si, you seem to have forgotten to ask the question."

Leng Si, who was wrapped in black clothes, turned his head and looked at Leng Qingyi.

Even though nothing was said, it seemed like everything was said.